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| 9 jan 2002 "society's safer when the criminals don't know who's armed" *sigh*� today is a lot slower than yesterday.� i had some good e-mail flurries yesterday, but today the inbox is painfully empty. i was pretty tired yesterday from only sleeping a few hours the previous night, so i went home and fell asleep to the usual fox night of friends and seinfeld reruns.� and then i had to tape _buffy_ for emi... it was the first new episode in a long time, and i had mike confirm for me that it was indeed a new one. i couldn't finish taping it, though, because i had to leave for bowling near the end of the show, so i left the vcr running and had jay turn off the vcr when it had finished.� but it seems like the bowling crowd starts kind of late (partially because the lanes are packed with people, and we have to wait for two of them to open up), so next time i'm going to finish taping before i leave for san jose; i hope mike doesn't get pissed that i do that. rita came bowling with us!� she must do it frequently, because she has her own UNfabulous pair of bowling shoes.� why can't anybody make cool bowling shoes?� does anybody know if they can modify existing shoes' soles to fit the surface?� because i'd gladly convert some of my vans-type shoes or even doc martens and wear those instead... because frankly, the shoes you get out there are really FUGLY.� they look like old people's rockports. rita bowled pretty well... aside from john, who made a cool 204 on the last game, rita scored the next highest.� the competition itself was rather unfair, because it was 5 against 4. all in all, it was a pretty fun night.� i especially liked the earlier part, when we were just waiting, because i got to chat with mike and rita a bit.� even though i IM rita and mike, there's just something much cooler and more satisfying about real-time conversation.� i didn't talk much during the game itself... i guess i felt it was weird to try to start off a cool conversation only to break it in the middle when i had to go up and bowl my frame. i like rita's short hair.� it was tied back in two cute pigtails, and i told her that i admire short hair because a lot of girls are afraid to cut it short... it's like long hair is a security blanket of some sort.� i think i've talked about this before, but kristie used to hide behind her long hair sometimes.� but with short hair, you can't escape behind it, so it's all about being bold and putting yourself out there.� funny thing is, geoff caught the tail end of what i said, and i think all he heard was "short hair," and he responded with a resounding "YES." but anyways, i bugged rita to come down here more often on tuesday nights.� yes, it's a 50 mile drive, but then again, now that she's unemployed, what else better has she got to do?� anyways, i doubt she'll listen to me, but i'm sure mike will be more persuasive. so tonight i'm playing basketball with benboy.� and beforehand, we're going to stop by some place called peppermill to get some drinks.� yup.� we're going to play bball drunk!� ha ha.� yes, i'm kidding.� i think the dehydration would kill me, which reminds me that i really should get some gatorade or something before i go. so yeah, this week has been pretty socially active for me.� i'm working on going out every single night and doing at least one thing besides sitting at home and watching tv.� in fact, aside from _buffy_ and _sportscenter_, i haven't gotten the usual weekday dose of television that i usually get.� tomorrow, i think i'll call up sonya and grab some pmt and catch up, since i haven't seen her for a few weeks while she was back home in wisconsin. let's see if i can keep this up... ah, do you see that?� gwyneth!� how can you not love a face like that?� thank goodness there are poor chaps like the guy who maintains gwynethpaltrow.org so that lazy people like me can go there and rape the site of its pictures.� i wonder, though... people who make website shrines of their favorite actresses and celebrities... isn't that a sad statement, devoting so much of your time and effort to somebody you'll in all likelihood never meet?� sad, if you ask me.� i'm relieved to know that my website is about me... it makes it seem like it's worth the time i sink into it. it's really fun to watch two people who are on the verge of getting together.� you see a bit of awkwardness, a bit of comfort, little gazes at each other, a little daring hand on the other's shoulder, the fact that they sit a little closer together than two normal friends would (look at the proximity of their shoulders!)... it's all very warm and fuzzy to watch.� i love prying into people's lives and getting to know how they got together and how the initial games are played.� every relationship has a story, and i'm one of those people who really wants to know that story.� i guess i'm a voyeur as well as an exhibitionist. why are people amused that i talk about bodily functions?� in the past day, i've been told by vienna and dishi that they find it interesting that i discuss those issues.� you know, if anything, we don't discuss that stuff ENOUGH.� i think in movies and tv shows and music videos, they should show people taking a dump or something.� because it's something we all do regularly (hopefully).� i mean, one of my favorite things about _ally_ is the fact that so much stuff goes on in the unisex! last night, during bowling, i got stomach cramps.� i didn't eat lunch, so it was like 11pm or something when the second game started, and my stomach started to really hurt.� by the time i got home and scarfed down a late night in 'n out burger, it was too late.� i was doubled over i pain.� but as i lay in bed, i realized that it wasn't the hunger anymore... it was the pressure in my stomach from some odd source of gas.� i mean, it's not weird that i have gas (most of my good friends are all rather gaseous and pungent people), but i just didn't know where it came from... i didn't eat any beans or anything like that recently. but man, the pain was so intense that i just jumped out of bed and ran to the toilet and sat there for a while.� poot.� poot.� ahhh... tension released.� i swear, the stuff i do on the toilet (a general action of excreting stuff) just feels really really good sometimes.� i swear, it's almost orgasmic sometimes.� almost. the stuff that the body does amazes me... how it knows how to stay healthy, how to process what you intake, etc.� just marvelous!� someone once said that the spincter is the smartest muscle, because i can distinguish between solid, liquid, and gas.� maybe. anyways... let's see... a rather late update from me today.� it's past 4pm.� i guess i just didn't feel like writing today.� i had lunch with bob today.� he's an ex-coworker at vivace, and he's not an engineer.. he handles shipments and he moves boxes and stuff.� i like him because he's funny.� when we see each other, we call each other "fool!"� all we talked about today was about his hunting experiences as a kid.� after my gun experience on monday, i doubt i can take that gun and actually kill something with it... it'd be just too much emotion for me, and i bet that after the kill i'd break down into tears on the spot and be haunted for a few days. well, aside from work, this week has been humming along decently.� i know it's only wednesday, but hey... i need some happiness and hope in my life.� the only thing is that it seems the ski trip this weekend may be in jeopardy, so we'll see. |
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